Ever since my mid-thirties the importance of the poop window relative to my overall wellbeing grows exponentially with each passing year.

Koala

Mosqui coming in dead last

I’ve been dreaming about bass guitar. We should start a band.

Be the filthy pile of decomposing compost you want to see in the world.

Ghosts wear chains in the winter when it snows, otherwise they slide around on the icy roads.

Haha I know. It’s sad but also ridiculous.

This is what the lesbian pride flag sees when it closes its eyes.

This is the most vulnerable I have been on this platform.

Try adding vanilla extract. Maybe some caramel syrup.

Thank you, I was going to say this. Like, “C’mon, Dad. It doesn’t fit into this album at all.” “I BROUGHT YOU INTO THIS WORLD AND I CAN TAKE YOU OUT OF IT UNLESS YOU SING ABOUT WAVES AND SUNSHINE!! I DIDN’T CALL YOU ‘THE PSYCHDELIC HIPPIE BOYS’ YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE TWERPS!! NOW, HARMONIZE!!”